I’ve come a long way from the start and I’m falling fast,
I’ve walked on water and I’m vehement for the past,
I’ve become a soul too free and I’m searching for homes,
Have you seen me, have you passed by my soul as it roves?

About:

I'm a 19-year-old budding poet from the hills of North India who absolutely loves people and their personalities (feel more than welcome to check out the "About" page of my blog).
My name, Kavya, literally translates into "a collection of poems," and I think the fistful of poetry I indulge in, I try to make of myself, helps me live upto my name.
I tend to write about the different people I have discovered inside of myself and others, concocting them into a definition, an image, a reality, a poem.